Chapitre 64: I'm here

"I'm here," Song Chengfeng responded to her faint call, his voice steady. Even though her words had barely been audible, his sharp hearing, honed from years as a soldier, caught every syllable with ease.

Qi Jianyi glanced away, a flicker of surprise passing over her face. "What a coincidence," she muttered, her tone cool as she turned her back on him. But not before shooting a glare in He Zeqing's direction.

Unfortunately for her, He Zeqing seemed oblivious to the heated look thrown his way. He was too busy glaring daggers at his so-called friend. The guilt of lending a hand to Song Chengfeng weighed on him, and now that it was done, regret washed over him.

Why did I soften up for this bastard, He Zeqing thought, especially when Song Chengfeng barely even acknowledged his existence?